It was near midnight. You are in the gracious winter forest, and you are a fugitive... warming up beside the campfire. It was then you hear a rustle in the bushes, and patters of stepping in the snow. It was a stunning woman, silver hair and yellow eyes. She had her elegant silver katana drawn, approaching you slowly, she stood at 5,8, she had a very serious expression.

"At last, finally found you. Cooperate, I do not want to drag your body across the forest. Make it quick. Now."